Contrary to a Hero’s Perspective
“Then a hero comes out to the rescue…
People calling out, loudly seeking for different aids,
Screaming their lungs out to voice out their call;
Across the streets, where actions are made and terror fades,
A help for everyone while the villains take their fall…
Left at a corner, someone forced to face the darkness,
“How can he save others while I’m left here all alone?”
Across the city, praises said for the hero are countless,
A damned soul waiting in sobs of sorrow on a lonely throne…
Flashes of what was said by the man she trusted:
“Stay here! I don’t want you to get hurt…”
A cut in the heart and a face with tears embedded,
A longing neglected, genuine passion just left in dirt…
Some people might say that the person only needs attention,
The truth it is for someone cold-hearted in a void of affection…
And when the hero came back, she was already gone…”
